John Trudell & Jesse Ed Davis - Lavenders Blues lyrics

He wakes up about noon these days Vaguely remembering ancient world sunrises Looking into mirrors where once Streams used to be He shakes his head chasing puffs Of sleep from his eyes What he does must be as real as What he doesn't Like an electric Indian duelling A video John Wayne In a place some say is the best Country in the world Reality darts back and forth Night into day past to present Day to night present to future A new malaria called material delirium Neon hits advertising industrial Mosquito bites Hard to find the truth Hard to hide the lies Is paying for the product Promoting his demise His day doesn't even start Until dark these days Old warriors never die They turn to driftwood Drifting in industrial seas Faces on clocks confine hands Telling lies about time Imposed illusions Who's too restless to rest The new wilderness Men wolves to be wary of Wandering promise Locked out of childhood houses What happened to family man Once intimately known? Women and love change with Changing purpose Empty arms obvious reminders Of empty arms Unlike so long ago When he had it altogether He tries remembering how he got Confused these days What's accepted as being alright Seems too wrong Trying to survive religions with Gods at war Old Ways, old habits Human dreams struggle on Fragmentation Good with bad Hanging between him Putting him in limbos between Dimensions Living to many days like a Lyric with no song Recognition falters at times But always remembers He goes to sleep With the sunrise these days